Until We Embrace

It is inside the soul we weep,

Until the day of eternal sleep.

We carry our crosses, heavy to bear;

Our journeys filled with peril and fear.

We must make it to that promised side,

For there our souls will eternally abide.

It is there that my mother waits for me; 

I shall see her again, in bright light and glory.

The days are long, and the path is hard;

I will seek perfection; I will keep my guard.

The stumbling blocks are hard to fight;

I seemingly exist in perpetual blight.

It is because my mother is there,

That I will not tremble; I will not fear.

It is in the night that it calls for me,

But before I go I will see the sea.